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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 07f33c7 | I fell, you see. Trod on my abbot, Father Habit. Oh, dear! I mean... | Brian Jacques | ||
| abb2e37 | there remained a strange formality between them, and her pleasure in his presence felt too much like missing him had felt during the last week. | missing relationships | Robin McKinley | |
| d768475 | He smiled at me, as innocent as an angel. "I will sit her all day and night. I'll camp out on your porch. and i won't leave. we have all week, Kitten. either get it over with tomorrow and be done with me, or I'll be right here until you agree. you won't be able to leave your house." I gaped at him. "You can't be serious." "Oh, I am." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 07afc09 | Apollo had changed Hyacinth into a flower to protect him. I would give Alex back control so she could protect herself instead of making the decision for her. That's how we were different from the gods. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| aed6307 | Bloodied and beat up like no tomorrow, Roth grinned at me as he dropped one of the Rack demons. "You're still hot as a stone freak." His gaze dropped. "Maybe even hotter. Damn." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 1ba9242 | He was lounging in a cubicle beside an outdated computer, hands shoved into the pockets of his faded jeans. A wavy lock of hair covered his forehead, brushing against thick lashes. His lips curled into a half smile. "I was wondering if you were ever going to find me." He made no move to clear up any space in the tiny 6x6 hole. I dropped my bag outside the walls and hopped up on the desk opposite him. "Embarrassed someone would see you and t.. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| d4959c4 | Other Luxen have healed in this amount of time, but to where the cut is completely sealed." Like Daemon needed help feeling special." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 7cac3cc | This isn't a war," said the artilleryman. "It never was a war, any more than there's war between man and ants." | H.G. Wells | ||
| e4b2183 | Underneath me, Sam Grest - who'd been my friend and saved my life - lay perfectly still and slipped further and further into the final sleep of an unfair and horrible death. | Darren Shan | ||
| d8466aa | Oh, god," I said. "Sorry, sorry. Do I die now?" --Sadie to Zia" | Rick Riordan | ||
| c366ea9 | They kidded him, calling him Admiral, but for once Le accepted the title. This was his ship. He hadn't come this far to be stopped. They would find this House of HAdes. They'd take the Doors of Death. And by the gods, if Leo had to design a grabber arm long enough to snatch Percy and Annabeth out of Tartarus, then that's what he would do. Nemesis wanted to wreak havoc on Gaea? leo would be happy to oblige. He was going to make Gaea sorry sh.. | Rick Riordan | ||
| b2d63d6 | Jason always tried to build a good relationship with his team. He'd learned the hard way that if somebody was going to have your back in a fight, it was better if you found some common ground and trusted each other. But Nico wasn't easy to figure out. | house-of-hades jason-grace nico-di-angelo percy-jackson rick-riordan | Rick Riordan | |
| a406a52 | Nico di Angelo ran up to me with a big grin on his face. "Percy, this is awesome!" His blue-feathered bronze helmet was falling in his eyes, and his breastplate was about six sizes too big. I wondered if there was any way I'd looked that ridiculous when I'd first arrived." | nico-diangelo percy-jackson | Rick Riordan | |
| 53ec261 | The darkness is my birthright. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 1681525 | The dead aren't scary. They are just sad. | sad scary | Rick Riordan | |
| d42de2d | Complaining of unfairness is like assigning blame, Percy Jackson. It does no one any good. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 8485855 | Remake the wild, a little at a time, each in your own corner of the world. You cannot wait for anyone else, even a god, to do that for you. | pan | Rick Riordan | |
| d219771 | The other thing that troubled me: Dad was clutching his workbag. Usually when he does that, it means we're in danger. Like the time gunmen stormed into our hotel in Cairo. I heard shots coming from the lobby and ran downstairs to check on my dad. By the time I got there, he was just calmly zipping up his workbag while three unconscious gunmen hung by their feet from the chandelier, their robes falling over their heads so you could see their.. | Rick Riordan | ||
| d20dba2 | I'm not sure I'd like to be burned. I think I might like to be fed to zoo animals. It would be both environmentally friendly and a lovely treat for the larger carnivores. Could you request that? | Gail Honeyman | ||
| b4af74e | We traveled so far and your friendship meant everything. It was very difficult, but there were moments of beauty. Everything ends. I am not afraid. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| a7fe69c | Life is like an escalator. You see, it carries you on regardless. And you might as well enjoy the view and seize every opportunity while you're passing. Otherwise, it'll be too late. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| df13267 | There's always something to occupy the inquiring mind. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 2b8fa6f | I see that there will be no end to imperfection, or to doing things the wrong way. Even if you grow up, no matter how hard you scrub, whatever you do, there will always be some other stain or spot on your face or stupid act, somebody frowning. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| b148b74 | His dark brown eyes shifted to my covered arms. "You didn't do that-did you? It was done to you?"No one ever asked that question. They stared. They whispered. They laughed. But they never asked." | Katie McGarry | ||
| 29fdf5e | She revealed her pale face and sniffed again. One red curl clung to her tearstained cheek. My hand reached out to release it, but I hesitated a mere heartbeat away from her skin. I swear to God she quit breathing and even blinking, and for a second so did I. In a deliberate movement, I freed the curl.~Noah | Katie McGarry | ||
| 807b895 | write your own part. It is the only way I've gotten anywhere. It is much harder work, but sometimes you have to take destiny into your own hands. It forces you to think about what your strengths really are, and once you find them, you can showcase them, and no one can stop you. | Mindy Kaling | ||
| 8b59b37 | A man falling off a cliff to certain death will stretch out a hand even to his worst enemy. | enemies | Robert Jordan | |
| 4d6eb60 | Only a battle lost is sadder than a battle won. | war | Robert Jordan | |
| c46d6d0 | There is some delight in ale and wine And some in girls with ankles fine But my delight, yes always mine Is to dance with Jak O' the Shadows We will toss the dice however they fall And snuggle the girls be they short or tall Then follow Lord Mat whenever he calls To dance with Jak O' the Shadows. | death jak-o-shadows mat-cauthon | Robert Jordan | |
| 3292f54 | Without the gods, how would I sing?' I asked. With your own voice,' he said. | inspirational | Erica Jong | |
| 71dafbb | The big occurrences in life, the serious ones, have for me always been nearly impossible to recognize because they never feel big or serious. In the moment, you have to pee, your arm itches, or what people are saying strikes you as melodramatic or sentimental, and it's hard not to smirk. You have a sense of what this type of situation should be like - for one thing, all-consuming - and this isn't it. But then you look back, and it was that;.. | Curtis Sittenfeld | ||
| a127145 | I said, 'I need to know how he died.' He flipped back and pointed at, 'Why?' So I can stop inventing how he died. I'm always inventing. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 1acdf75 | What about a device that knew everyone you knew? So when an ambulance went down the street, a big sign on the roof could flash DON'T WORRY! DON'T WORRY! if the sick person's device didn't detect the device of someone he knew nearby. And if the device did detect the device of someone he knew, the ambulance could flash the name of the person in the ambulance, and either IT'S NOTHING MAJOR! IT'S NOTHING MAJOR! Or, if it was something major, IT.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 0fd7bdc | The world should take note: not everything is getting worse. | Ian McEwan | ||
| 8ffe10b | My condition is not unhappiness, but it is also not happiness, not indifference, not weakness, not fatigue, not another interest - so what is it then? | Franz Kafka | ||
| c2a6ea7 | The novel is not the author's confession; it is an investigation of human life in the trap the world has become | Milan Kundera | ||
| 33e42a3 | She is sadder and sadder, and for a man there is no balm more soothing than the sadness he has caused a woman. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 1739cb2 | A great democracy has got to be progressive or it will soon cease to be great or a democracy. | progressive progressivism | Theodore Roosevelt | |
| 2ab84e1 | The world isn't that easily turned upside down, Haida replied. It's people who are turned upside down. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| f16e2b0 | This may be the most important proposition revealed by history: 'At the time, no one knew what was coming. | history prescience | Haruki Murakami | |
| 3e6e5a1 | She was the kind of person who took care of things by herself. She'd never ask anybody for advice or help. It wasn't a matter of pride, I think. She just did what seemed natural to her. | norwegian-wood | Haruki Murakami | |
| e31b710 | LOVE IN THE TIME OF CHOLERA: WHY IT'S A BAD TITLE I admit that "Love in the time of . . ." is a great title, up to a point. You're reading along, you're happy, it's about love. I like the way the word time comes in - a nice, nice feeling. Then the morbid Cholera appears. I was happy till then. Why not "Love in the Time of the Blue, Blue, Bluebirds"? "Love in the Time of Oozing Sores and Pustules" is probably an earlier title the author used.. | Steve Martin | ||
| 7bc1929 | And nobody had told them that they were short on time. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 300e8fe | So many objects, so many memories. Each was being labelled and packed away in bags just as it was in her mind. To be stored in an area that would sometime be called upon to teach and help in future life. | Cecelia Ahern |